Gwen ran to him and stood still, then turned around, looking expectantly at him, “Do I look good in this way? It shouldn’t be rude to wear this way?”
When I asked him, I felt a little nervous. I don’t know how Lucas would evaluate it. It is harder to get a compliment from him than to get to the sky.
Lucas’s eyes flickered twice, and the obsidian-like eyes flickered with surprise. After a while, he nodded and said lightly, “Not bad.”
This look, very much like the appearance when I first saw it, just like a light, shining into his heart for an instant.
When Gwen heard these words, a sweet smile appeared on his face, and he rushed over and hugged him on his face and chirped, “You said it looks good, then I will dress like this and go to see grandpa. Grandpa doesn’t like it to look good, and you will be done when you come back.”
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